Thing feel humongous

in the dark

insurmountable.

Sleepless nights

writing regrets on tangled sheets

afraid.

So much better

to rise up

and write

facing the shadows

casted by screen light

until dawn

springs bright.

It's weird when you can see your own breath. No, it is not my first venture. This coat isn't heavy enough, to stave the irritating signs of a stagnant winter. That damn rat didn't show up! He had one job! Instead, with heavy socks and boots, to a bus stop, I will walk. Milk and bread and something with cheese. Wait, not cheese, can't afford the luxuries. Car wouldn't start because of this darn weather. Screw that song about loved songs and sweaters.

What I can interpret from this is that all of us human beings are groundhogs in a way; if we dwell more on our shadows, that is, our insecurities, worries and fears, winter, that is the rainy days in our life persist for longer... Vice versa, if we choose not to focus on the gloomier aspects of our life, spring, i.e better days arrive early because we are choosing to move past our trauma and our pain and are willing to embrace life and the changes it brings.

Another interpretation could be that ignorance is bliss. The more oblivious you are to a negative or toxic situation in your life (your shadow), the more happy-go-lucky you are and nothing bothers you so your better days (spring) are extended. So yeah. Here you go. My interpretation of your very interesting prompt :)